Omi.
Jinbang City.
With the arrival of Sanjo Nori and other ministers from Kyoto, Imahama Castle became lively.
Although Kyogoku Takahiro did not lend money to the ministers, he still gave him enough face. He held a three-day renge party in Imahama Castle and invited elegant people from nearby areas to participate.
Tsuruya stole the show these two days.
The large number of graceful geishas dazzled Sanjo Konorai and others, and they all sighed that there were such wonderful people in a place like Omi!
However, Tsuruya's expenses were very high, and a group of poor ministers only benefited from Kyogoku Takahiro's glory.
Due to the opening of Tsuruya in Imahama Castle, the owner of Tsuruya, Matsushita Jinnosuke, has recently become very close to Kyogoku Takahiro.
First, he sent a beautiful woman to her before, but she was sternly rejected by Kyogoku Takahiro, who was "not in trouble".
Mrs. Kotogawa expressed satisfaction with Kyogoku Takahiro's attitude, and later told Kyogoku Takahiro to "not forget the original intention" and "keep up the good work."
In the past few days, Matsushita Jinnosuke has been receiving various gifts, and he has established a deep "friendship" with Kyogoku Takahiro.
In fact, the strength of the Kyogoku family does not require the help of Matsushita. The main purpose of making good friends with Kyogoku Takahiro is to value some invisible resources behind Kyogoku Takahiro - Kyoto Duke.
As a top person in the cultural circle, although the ministers have declined in recent years, their lives are also quite difficult. But consumption levels have remained high.
This abnormal consumption concept is actually a bit like those moonlight tribes in later generations who love to pretend to be B.
Whether it’s spending all your money to buy a kidney machine or eating instant noodles while exchanging money while shouting 666.
Even though his life has become difficult, he still works hard to maintain his "glorious" side.
Tsuruya also has a branch in Kyoto, but his influence is very small and it has not caused waves in the circles of Kyoto's ministers.
What Matsushita Jinnosuke really wants is to connect with the ministers of Kyoto through Kyogoku Takahiro, so that Tsuruya can truly join the upper class and become bigger and stronger.
This time, the arrival of Sanjo Konorai and others allowed Matsushita Jinnosuke to see an opportunity.
"The reputation of Sanjo-den's elegance spreads far and wide. Even though I have lived in Omi for a long time, I have always yearned for it. It is my lifelong honor to meet Sanjo-den and other officials from Kyoto in Imahama Castle today."
"These geishas are carefully selected by me from various countries and have been trained since childhood. They are proficient in music theory and can read books. If the adults can still see it, why don't you give me some advice and advice?"
Sanjo Konorai and others are all veterans among them, the kind of experienced drivers who don't even hit the brakes when driving at a speed of 300.
Matsushita Jinnosuke's words were just as appropriate as handing him a pillow when he felt sleepy.
I saw Sanjo Kōri holding one of the petite geishas into his arms with a Yin smile on his face, and soon he moved his hands up and down to make the geisha gasp. He saw Kyogoku Takahiro on the side, swallowing his saliva, and was iron-clad. The stick has become a force to be lifted high. Just wait for an order and you can go straight to Huanglong.
But when he thought of Mrs. Kotokawa's eyes full of meaning when he went out, Kyogoku Takahiro suddenly felt a coldness in his crotch. As his body trembled slightly, Kyogoku Takahiro instantly entered the sage mode.
"Ms. Matsushita is interested. We have rarely seen such women even in Kyoto. I am flattered by Matsushita-sama's move!"
Pulling out his dripping right hand from the geisha's skirt, Sanjou nodded and said as if he was a drunkard who didn't care about drinking.
It was okay for Sanjo Kōrai, at least he had restrained himself.
Nakayama Takahiro and others sitting next to Sanjo Kōri directly transformed into lustful hungry ghosts, holding the geisha in their arms and biting and gnawing them, making it look like an erotic scene.
Kyogoku Takahiro opened his mouth and hesitated to speak.
Are all the ministers in Kyoto so playful?
"Everyone, my wife is still waiting at home. If I can't stay with you tonight, I'll take my leave. You all have a good time." Kyogoku Takahiro saw that the situation was not going well and took the opportunity to run away.
Matsushita Jinnosuke quickly stood up and said goodbye: "Kyoto-san, please take your time. Come to Tsuruya more often in your spare time. Arriving at Tsuruya will feel like going home!"
"got it!"
"got it!"
Kyogoku Gaoguang flew away from Tsuruya, and after walking out of the yard, he quickly called over the few people around him.
"Come and smell it. Is there any fragrance on my body?"
Several people who were close to him quickly moved forward and sniffed vigorously.
"I didn't smell anything."
"Um...it seems to have some smell."
Several of them shook their heads, but two of them nodded hesitantly.
Hearing this, Kyogoku Takahiro suddenly slapped his forehead and said with a pained face: "It's over, I'm afraid I'll have to sleep in the main room again tonight."
Tracheitis (a strict wife's control) is an incurable disease.
For those suffering from this terminal illness, life has lost its meaning.
...
The next day.
When a ray of sunlight shined into the room through the window, Kyogoku Takahiro rubbed his sleepy eyes and slowly sat up from the tatami.
Looking back at the back room where the door was still closed, Kyogoku Takahiro felt like crying.
I didn't expect Mrs. Kotokawa's nose to be so good. When Kyogoku Takahiro came home last night, he had already changed his clothes, but Mrs. Kotokawa still smelled it.
Fortunately, washboards and the like were not popular in this era, and the status of men was here. Mrs. Kotogawa did not do anything extraordinary except not letting Kyogoku Takahiro sleep with her.
"Your Highness, how did you sleep last night?"
Suddenly, the wooden door of the back room was pushed open, and Mrs. Kotokawa looked at Kyogoku Takahiro with a teasing face and said.
Kyogoku Takahiro quickly showed a flattering smile: "Madam, I really didn't do anything last night, you have to believe me!"
"Hmph! I don't know if you have the courage?"
"I just deceived you yesterday, I won't do it again!"
"Hey! Madam is so kind!" Kyogoku Takahiro rushed forward and hugged Mrs. Kotokawa.
At this moment, no geisha or girl is as comfortable as his wife.
Wildflowers are fragrant but bloom for countless passers-by.
Only domestic flowers can be appreciated by oneself alone.
Mrs. Kotokawa also showed a sweet smile after being hugged by Kyogoku Takahiro.
Although Kyogoku Takahiro is not the kind of perfect man, he can be said to be completely obedient to himself. Compared to other women, Mrs. Qinchuan is already very happy.
While the two were enjoying the tender moment, a maid came in from outside in a panic.
"Lord, madam, good news, good news!"
Kyogoku Takahiro was originally unhappy because the maid disturbed his pleasure, but after hearing the good news, he put the negative emotions aside.
"What good news?"
"It's Mrs. Xin'an, Mrs. Xin'an seems to be pregnant!"
Kyogoku Takahiro didn't react for a while, "What happened?"
Mrs. Kotokawa on the side patted Kyogoku Takahiro excitedly, "My lord is so stupid, you are going to be a grandfather!"
The maid on the side nodded quickly and said: "Yes, Mrs. Xin'an showed signs of morning sickness this morning, and the doctor is diagnosing her."
"Very good!"
"My Kyogoku family has a successor!"
Kyogoku Takahiro suddenly clapped his hands, as happy as a child.
